This isn't the bathroom...

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A few seconds ago, everything was so normal...

Anya pauses at the door, confused. She slowly pokes her head in, scanning the bizarre room in front of her that is most definitely not the bathroom. Suddenly she feels a strong tug and stumbles over the threshold. The door smacks shut behind her, the click of the lock surprisingly deafening in the already noisy... bar?

Well, Anya knows bars. She and bars are good friends. She walks slowly, almost cautiously to the Bar and sits down on one of the stools, tugging her robe in close around her. No one is immediately apparent, but something about this place seems special.

"Uhm... a mimosa please?"

Just to her left in a snazzy crystal glass appears a deliciously well balanced mimosa on a clean napkin. She smiles, claps her hands like a five year old and takes a sip. Her nerves somewhat calmed, she scans the room for something, anything friendly.

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"Thou doth run a troll hammer sales business?" Herc says. "Seems a highly specialized field."

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Anya laughs.

"Oh, no, that's just one of many interesting and useful items in the shop I run out there, The Magic Box! We sell all sorts of magical implements and tools and resources. You just don't seem the candle and sage type, more the big heavy hammer type."

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"Tis true," Herc says. "I doth belive more in the strength of my body than acts of magic."

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"But you could combine them and be even more powerful! WIth magical weapons, or defense enhancing spells... I mean, you're partially divine, so you could probably cast some good stuff if you wanted to!"

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Hercules chuckles. "I doth hate magic," he says. "Tis for others, but not me. My body is my weapon."

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She isn't going to get anywhere with someone who hates magic. But he is fun, and pays for things. That's nice.

"Oh well. It was worth a shot. So what brings a demi-god to my bathroom? My fiance might be jealous."

A pause, and she leans in confidingly.

"I'm kidding. Well, not really, if he knew I was in a bar talking to you he'd probably be terribly threatened, but I know you aren't really in my bathroom. That was the joke. Because if you actually were in my bathroom at the same time I was, then it would be many many times worse than just sitting here and talking. Another mimosa please?"

Her glass is refilled and she bounces in her seat, rather pleased with this whole magical bar thing.

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"Thy fiancee?" Herc pouts a little. "Twould of course that a fine prize as you be snatched up already."

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Anya grinned. A demi-god thinks she's cute!

"Thank you! I take your attraction to me as a compliment. But yes, I'm very in love with Xander. I would still like to be your friend though! One cannot have too many demi-gods on ones side. Besides, I think you're nice to look at and spend time with as well."

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Herc smiles. "I doth appreciate thy direct manner of address. I shall be thy friend, and twill be good for us both!"

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Anya giggles lightly.

"Yes, twill!"

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Herc nods. "And tis true, if thou doth wish... the son of Zeus canst be quite discreet."

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Anya blanks for a second.

"Oh. Oh! You mean sex! That's very kind of you, and if anything ever happens to Xander I'll let you know."

She's avoiding the actual subject, mostly because she really does like him, but vengeance against cheaters was her life for centuries... it would be very hypocritical to turn around and do it herself.

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And Herc, well.

Herc is his father's son.

"Thy Xander is a lucky mortal," Herc says.

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Anya beamed.

"I'd like to think so. And I'm a lucky ex-demon. I mean, consider the irony! If someone had asked me a few hundred years ago if I would ever get married, I would've roasted them alive!"

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"Thou wert a demon?" Herc says.

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"Uh huh, a vengeance demon. Patron to scorned women."

Anya pauses awkwardly.

"But I got better..."

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"I am sure thou art the picture of reformation," Herc says. He laughs, in a jolly mood.